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letra de bury me - nightmare nasty

[chorus: na$ty matt]
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em

[verse 1: na$ty matt]
your whole team p-ssy, y’all ain’t bout sh-t
you talkin’ bout na$ty you ain’t got the heart to f-ck my b-tch
don’t worry bout my bread, i’m resting my head
how the f-ck you gon’ k!ll me when i’m already dead?
bury me, bury me, motherf-cker bury me
baby mama wanna’ f-ck me, girlfriend wanna’ marry me
say you got guns, but you ain’t scarin’ me
sayin’ you gonna k!ll me but you p-ssy apparently, ’cause you ain’t doing nothin’, i ain’t hiding, i ain’t running
every time you hear my name you getting sick to your stomach
if you talkin’, need to quit, don’t be poppin’ lip to my b-tch, you gon’ open your door and meet some real pieces of sh-t

[chorus]
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em

[verse 2: na$ty matt]
you say you bangin’ guns, but i never see you shoot
you say you slangin’ drugs, but you never got the loot
a thousand deadboys, that’s my motherf-cking squad, a hundred sc-mbags waitin’ in your f-cking yard
for you to come out, come out n’ play
big toys, we don’t come out during the day
in the night in the shadows, lurking by the graves, mosh pits, in your street you can’t be saved
when the sh-t is on, we ain’t in the tweets
all black fleet in the middle of your street
f-ck ’em if they talking sh-t
f-ck ’em if they talkin’ quick
cause you ain’t sh-t but a motherf-cking walking l!ck

[chorus]
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em
f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em, f-ck ’em

- nightmare nasty

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